#pb:starter

Liv was very open to trying new things, in her many years of living in Portland she was ready to embrace the culture- bird watching however, was not her speed. She roamed around listening to the bird people talk excitedly over the different birdies, she put on her binoculars and caught to birds looking like they were going at it. “Those birds are definitely fucking right?” She asked the person near her. 

"What’s your favorite scary movie? And, no, I don’t mean that in a scary Ghostface way, but what is your favorite scary movie? And why? I’m asking simply for research. Research for what? Don’t ask.”

Long days at work were never Luke’s favorite thing. Maybe if he had a job he actually liked, then it’d be worth it, but crunching numbers all day and making deals all in a stuffy suit just all around sucked. Making matters worse, he got off right around rush hour, so he had to sit his tired overgrown body in the car for an hour before finally making it home. After washing the day away in the shower and putting on some more comfortable clothes, Luke settled in to the couch and began to reply to some unanswered texts.

“Okay, so not that making coffee is the most difficult job in the world but, is it so difficult to be nice to the person who makes your drink?” Ellie let out a sigh, clearly annoyed over the day she just had. “Maybe I’m the one out of line here, but I swear sometimes customer service jobs are literally the worst.”

“So my parents would be funny to have me host a dinner party and cook everything by hand when they know I’m just straight up hopeless in that department..” she sighed. “I need help and a lot of it... I don’t even know where to begin! Should I just order something and pretend I cooked it or is that too sad?”

So school is out and I don’t have to return until July 1st for summer school, and little league doesn’t start until a few weeks after that. So I have a little more than three weeks to myself. I just don’t know what to do with my time. I need to try something different instead of going to the beach, and just lazing around. Any ideas or suggestions?

“ oh for the love of... ” eevee hissed out into the air to no one in particular, voice full of obvious annoyance as she leaned down to for what felt like the hundredth time today scratch the side of her ankle with the newfound bug bite. “ am i the only one gettin’ bit by little ninja mosquitos this summer? Like, is my blood that delicious or are they just out here bein’ outta control? “

TEXT: Scarlett + Open